The constant approach of Datong Air Curtain is the main reason why Juyang will recruit Fangyuan.

If Fangyuan takes the initiative to surrender and sacrifices the giant yang, everything will be easy.

However, Fang Yuan is willing to go his own way, and there is still no move to surrender. Juyang will have to fight for death!

"Black Loulan, this is the power for you, the liberation of your secret seal, showing the true strength of the ten permanent bodies. Your strong real body, resilience is the best in the world, far beyond the other nine Above. You can rest assured that if you blew yourself, I will save you by myself." Juyang will say, and hand it over to Heiloulan.

I got the immortality of my own thoughts, and the black Loulan language is difficult to conceal: "Xie Xianzu adults!"

At the same time, Juyang will promise many other sorcerers to distribute a locust.

Juyang will inspire morale: "This little thief is doing evil, eradicating him, you are all famous heroes of Beiyuan! You benefit the people, and you will be respected wherever you go."

"We all know that being illuminated by the light of wisdom will reduce the lifespan. But now, this situation continues to be delayed, and sooner or later it will be killed by the Datong Air Curtain. What is the loss of life compared to death?"

"And, as long as you are entangled in him, I will definitely shoot, and I will kill him!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.

The will of the giant yang has unparalleled prestige. It is the legacy of the ancestors, the coercion and the lure, the situation is forced, and everyone has taken courage and looked at Fangyuan.

"Strange, why is he still not dead? I have been exposed for so long. He should have lost his life long ago?" Suddenly someone questioned.

If Fangyuan is dead, they will not have to fight again.

"That's because he is dead. He has become a zombie monster, a dead man. The dead have no life. So even if the time is long, he will not die." He Loulan explained and broke the fantasy of everyone. .

"This is what it is!!"

Everyone was surprised and finally understood that it was impossible to fight.

The air seems to be solidified, and the crowds are killing, no doubt, this will be the final battle!

They are killing the source. Have great confidence. After all, there is a strong martial art, and there is a will of the giant yang. But they are also nervous.

Fang Yuan’s terrorist power is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"It’s for sure to kill this demon. But there must be casualties in the battle, and the longevity is on, but don't be me!" This is the common voice of all.

The more the atmosphere is pressurized, the war is on the verge.

at this time. There are also changes.

Wisdom suddenly put away the wisdom halo. I plunged into the crowd of flying dragons.

Before, it tried its best to pour nine breaths, but now it has completely converged, hidden in the group, and soon disappeared.

Everyone is a glimpse.

Juyang will first react, and laughed happily: "The wonderful wild! The wild will of this wisdom has just been born, and it is very naive. Before it was holding up the halo. Preparing other lives to approach yourself. Now I realize that the war is coming soon, In order to avoid being shackled, I ran away first!"

Everyone heard the news and there was no better situation than this.

Without the hindrance of wisdom and halo, Juyang will be able to participate directly in the war.

"The devil, the wisdom that you think is the barrier, has already run!"

"You are dead, you still have to die!"

"Devil, you are sinful, and finally fall to this end of the day. You are dead!"

Everyone shouted and morale was high.

The will of the giant yang is even more eager to move.

"Ha ha ha, hahahaha!" Fang Yuan suddenly broke the silence and laughed. The laughter stirred up the storm, and it was arrogant and overwhelming.

His face was fangs, his eyes flashing and fierce.

Although the resilience is strong, but before the injury is too heavy, the whole body is still broken.

He had only one arm left, his body was awkward, but his momentum suddenly broke out, causing everyone to be slightly deterred.

"What the **** devil is dying?"

"Laughter!"

Hei Loulan took a big step forward. His physique was like a bear, and his eyes were round and round: "The devil's head, many lines of unrighteousness will be self-defeating, now you are a dead end!"

"Fangyuan, the only chance to surrender, I have already given you, but you have not caught it. Now you have no way to go to heaven!" Juyang will swear.

Moyao will also say: "Kids, you don't have to make a fool of yourself. Nothing can't stop them. Don't you want to see the inheritance of the Red Lotus Devil? Next, you will fight, in case you are willing to be a giant will I can't save you anymore. You can give up, this is a desperate situation, no way out! Don't use Spring and Autumn!"

Fang Yuan laughed, and the voice was hoarse: "I don't know the way to the sky? As long as I want to go, the road is at my feet!"

Everyone was stunned, and this was a good-natured, slightly thought-out. It turned out to be an allusion.

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In the valley of the valley, there is a vast and complicated labyrinth. The ancestors searched for the missing northern hail, and they lost their way in the maze. For several days and nights, he did not find an exit.

He was so tired that he fell to the ground and leaned against the wall of the labyrinth.

The boundless loneliness quickly wrapped him.

This is because he gave the original heart to hope, and now there is a lonely heart.

The taste of loneliness is unbearable, and the people are afraid of loneliness. They have spared no effort to dig their own eyes and become a child and a woman to accompany themselves.

But now, he can only endure the torture caused by loneliness.

In loneliness, the ancestors feel boundless coldness, confusion, and pain. Time seems to be still, the world is left alone, a lonely person, no one can rely on it, no fire can warm.

The ancestors felt suffocated at one time, but as time went by, he gradually became accustomed to loneliness and even began to taste loneliness.

He began to feel that loneliness is not terrible.

In loneliness, he feels peaceful. Quiet, peaceful.

He said to himself: "Man, what are you?? Struggling in this world. So come and go."

Then he heard a voice from the body: "Man, you are the spirit of all things. You are lonely, so you are eager to be comforted, understood, and proven. What you want to do now is to find the way out. Leave this ghost place."

The ancestors were shocked: "Who. Who is talking to me?"

The voice then smiled again: "I am a beggar, it is called 'self", you look at your heart. You will find me."

The ancestors quickly examined their lonely heart, and in the deepest part of their heart, they saw a locust.

This locust is lifelike. Just like him. It is only a million times smaller, only the size of an ant.

The ancestors said: "Hey, how did you get this locust to run into my body?"

I yelled: "Since you have life, I am in your body, but you have not found it. It is not easy to find out that I need to examine my heart in loneliness."

"This is the case." People's ancestors lacked interest and did not care. In his heart, he still misses the North Hail.

I saw my ancestors' ambitions and laughed and said: "The ancestors. You should be happy. You must know that discovering yourself and knowing yourself is the first big thing in life. You are the most reliable in the world, let Let me help you get out of here."

"Can you help me out of here? No, can you lead me out of the valley and walk through the river?" The ancestors were surprised and happy.

I laughed and laughed myself: "Why are you going to take this route? The way out and the way to life and death are all traces of fate when you visit the fair. When you go above, you are The fate of the arrangement and the arrangement. You have to be born again, to leave here, it is best to take a new road."

The ancestors are very confused: "Isn't that only this way? The wisdom has told me, where is the second way?"

I sighed by myself: "The ancestors, as long as you want to go, the road is at your feet."

The ancestors are more confused: "What should I do?"

I yelled: "I didn't say it, first you have to 'think'."

“Think?” The ancestors tried to use their brains and wonder how to go.

He thought for a long time, thinking about getting dizzy, and finally pulled out a cockroach from his mind.

This ancestor recognizes it, it is a friend of man, it is a thought.

"Where there is thought, there is me." Thoughts shouted, "People, you are in trouble again, let me help you."

When you say it, your thoughts will shine and you will be tempted.

Thought has a power to be able to point things. Life that is shackled by thought will gain wings.

At the beginning, Tairi Yangshuo gained the "self" wings and flew into the sky.

After the glory dissipated, the ancestors also obtained a pair of wings.

The pair of wings, growing at his ankles, are very small.

The thoughts pointed out: "Well, this pair of wings is called independence, and the ancestors will help you to take a new path. You have to be careful, the new road is hard to walk, the other cockroaches are hard to rely on, only by your own 蛊""

After that, the thoughts disappeared.

The ancestors are still very confused: "How should I go?"

"Go ahead and open up your life path. This is also your own way! You can only go alone!"

The ancestors took a step forward.

boom!

The next moment, his vision changed.

......

Everyone rumored that Fang Yuan said this ~lightnovelpub.net~ immediately reacted, and was furious.

"This devil has lost heart!"

"Kill, work together, kill him!!"

"Hehehe, what do you count, actually analogy? Then you go, I want to see what way you are going?"

The people finally lost their patience and screamed and rushed to Fangyuan.

puff.

At this time, Hei Loulan suddenly appeared in painful color, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's good." Fang Yuan grinned and sullen.

He lifted the only remaining arm and punched it.

boom.

A burst of bang, fist gas spewed out, quickly condensed into a force in the air.